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Sebastian smirked at the two girls, and flirted back. "Maybe later." He winked at them again, and walked off towards the keg to get a drink. He looked around the room, and nodded at a few people. More teenagers were starting to pour through the front doors, he recognized most of them from his high school. "Wow word, got around fast." From the level that Jarred was playing the music there was no way people couldn't hear them down the street.

Getting a sudden urge to dance he strolled over to the couch and pulled a cute redhead to her feet. He turned her around so her back was to his front, and started grinding with her.

OOC: Oh, just realized they're both 17. xD So they could be fraternal twins?

Sebastian was starting to feel the alcohol go to his head as he turned the girl in his arms and started making out with her. Usually he wasn't this. . .loose, but alcohol got to him quick. He barely noticed the change in music until a drunk girl made a path in the crowd, and started dougie'ing. Sebastian pushed the redhead away, and walked towards Bella. "Let's see your moves." He whisper-shouted in her ear above all the noise.

Tracking please reserve a spot for Soccer, Science, and Art club ~

Sebastian flicked his wet hair back, and ignored his youngest brother. Honestly he was kind of glad he sprayed the hose everywhere. All the girls that had on skin-tight outfits seemed like they got the forefront of the water. He grinned as several of the girl's dresses were soaked straight through that you could even see their---

"You're turn," Bella voice sounded in his ear, breaking his chain of thought.

"What? Nah. I don't dance." He laughed at the thought of dancing. He'd probably make a fool of himself. "I do a different kind of dance." He winked at her then nodded towards the staircases that led to the bedrooms upstairs. Sebastian was about to say something else when the sight of his tall and leather clad brother, Syd, leaning against the staircase with a phone clutched in his hand caught his eye. "Who is it?" He tried to mouth to him.

Taz tore through the clearing, anxious about the state of his new friends. When suddenly... nothing happened. He froze near the edge of the trees and warily looked around. Everything seemed completely normal besides the fact that he was crouched low on the ground, his fur bristling, his claws unsheathed, and looking around like a maniac. But, Nyx and Echofall both had all their body parts attached and looked completely relaxed. Albeit a bit startled by his entrance, but they looked safe enough to him. Could he have mistaken the scent of rogues for an old one?

Taz sheathed his claws and sat back on his haunches, his fur still bristling but his body not as tense. "D-do you, ahem. Do you guys smell anything weird?"

OOC: Ah sorry, that's how I pictured him in my mind. o: xP

"Whatever," He faked grumbled, pretending to be discouraged at his brother's slightly teasing tone "Wait what did she want?" He asked beginning to think about the worst case scenario. If his mother came home at this moment there'd be hell to pay. . . and clean up.

[align=center]❝Sᴄʀᴇᴇɴ Nᴀᴍᴇ❞
ησcнε • dια

❝Cʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ Nᴀᴍᴇ❞
Kenneth “Ken” Hashirama

❝Aɢᴇ❞
18

❝Yᴇᴀʀ❞
EVERYONE STARTS IN 1ST YEAR!

❝Dᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ❞

Ken thinks of himself as a strange creature. One you’ll only find every once and a while but then again, that’s him flattering himself.

Anyway, Ken is a 6’1 slim Asian. Yes, Asian. (You don’t see many of these in RP’s do you?) Ken was born in Macau, China but soon after his birth his parents whisked him away to England where he spent 16 years of his life growing up. Then, for two years his parents once again flew him across the ocean to continue his studies in America.

So basically, yes, Ken is an Asian with a British accent. It’s like a two-in-one deal, eh?

He’s tall, around 6 feet, and moderately muscular. He isn’t scraggly nor a gym-rat but he does run to keep in shape, and he has his fair share of abs and back muscles. While growing up in Britain he managed to gain a love for soccer, which he managed to pursue in America.

Ken’s face holds the features of a Chinese descendant despite his British accent as he has a slightly angular face, with full lips, and all his teeth intact; pearly white in color too. His eyes, also angular, are cat-like and molded the way many Asians are known to have. The good thing about his eyes are that he never looks like he’s squinting, and you can see his dark chocolate eyes.

❝Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ❞
Ken is cunning, and sly. At times choosing the easy way out, but when he’s really striving for something he goes at it with full force. That was the way his parents instilled in him ever since he was a baby.

Despite being mischevious his easy charm, and smile betray nothing. He’s witty and incredibly intelligent, thank his parents for that, but loves to have his fun too. When he’s not studying or playing soccer he’s living the life of the party. But shhhh, wouldn’t want to ruin his reputation for him would ya’? ;)

❝Hɪsᴛᴏʀʏ❞
IC

❝Cʀᴜsʜ❞
None at the moment, will build later on

❝GF/BF❞
N/A

❝Cʟᴀssᴇs Wᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ❞
History, Chemistry, and Algebra

❝Oᴛʜᴇʀ❞
N/A

Exᴛʀᴀ Dᴇᴛᴀɪʟ{ɴᴏᴛ ɴᴇᴇᴅᴇᴅ}
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❝Cʟᴜʙs❞
Soccer Club – can he be captain?
Art club

❝Usᴜᴀʟ Oᴜᴛғɪᴛs❞
These are the types of clothes he wears, and some of his favorites.

"Must've been my imagination then," Taz mumbled off as he started to lick the fur back down on his shoulders. He didn't know what to think. Should they run? The odor smelt old enough to say that they weren't going to be attacked at just this second but he didn't like taking chances.

He looked back at the two other cats, and mewed carefully just in case they actually were hiding somewhere within hearing range. "I thought I smelt rogue's while I was hunting but," His pale blue eyes flickered warily to the trees. "I guess I made a mistake."

Taz didn't feel all that safe here anymore. He felt like moving to a different spot in the woods, maybe farther away from the stench of rogues but he didn't know if his companions were up for that. Either way, for him it was about time he started moving again. Usually he moved to a different place at least once every three days. If the living condition was dire he'd leave earlier.

"I think it's about time we moved on. I don't feel all that safe around a place where rogue once passed through. They might come back for something and I don't want to be here if they do." Taz's eyes flicked over the two other cats realizing his mistake in his suggestion. "Or we could go separately if you prefer that." He mewed hastily. He didn't want the other two to be offended somehow if they preferred to travel alone.

Sebastian rolled his eyes at his brother's childness, and scowled at him when he pulled Bella into his arms and kissed her. "Whatever" He thought to himself. "He can have her." As soon as his older brother came running down the stairs he knew something was wrong.

"F*ck." He let out a curse at his brother's news, and turned to the crowd in his living room where the majority of the dancers were. "Cops!" He shouted. It was the only thing he could think off in his slightly drunken stupor that would make them all disappear. He grabbed the keg standing nearly empty on one of the coffee tables, and dragged it outside to dump the rest out.

Sebastian ran upstairs to change into a pair of sweats and a new shirt, then came back down. "He better not say anything." He muttered, if he did their mom probably wouldn't believe him. It was like five against one. "Where is that little brat anyway?"

Taz's tail flicked eagerly at both cat's agreement. He was actually pretty excited about traveling in a group. He could imagine it was much easier than being by himself, especially with an enemy to look out for. "Great. Let's get moving then."

From the way he had come while he was hunting he'd noticed that the scent of rogues led around the edge of the clearing where they rested in the night before, and onwards in a slightly straight path. Unfortunately for them the way Taz had planned on going was the path that had the rogue's scent leading straight through it. There wasn't anything besides twoleg nests a little ways back, and that was the direction which Taz had come through when first meeting Nyx. He might've been alright with twolegs but he wasn't too sure if Echofall and Nyx were.

Taz decided to go with his gut, the rogue's scent was old anyway and they'd probably lose the scent somewhere along the way. He got to his feet and padded out of the clearing cautiously with his ears and eyes on full alert.

OOC: Wait, so there's two sets of twins in this family? o.o Jarred and Seb & James and Alex?

"I think we're rubbing off on him," Sebastian said thoughtfully. He walked back into the living room and took the popcorn from Jarred's lap. Plopping down on the couch sideways next to him, and flipped on the TV looking for his favorite show, South Park.

Voltaire's sightless eyes looked around the clearing, hearing the excited chatter of the new Younglings excited to start training with their Mentors. But, his mind barely registered all that as he focused on the labored breathing of one of the older Sights by his side. By the way she was frantically moving about he could tell she was having some sort of panic attack.

His tail flicked nervously for his mentor not knowing what to do to ease her. He'd never been all that good with comforting.

Voltaire was just about to speak up when his Leader did so before him. His pale grey eyes blinked slowly at Loni's ominous words. "Wait a minute what does this mean?" He meowed carefully, not wanting to frighten the cat any more than she already was.

"No, I'm older so..." Sebastian who was in the middle of throwing pieces of kernel at Jarred's face froze at the sight of Bella coming down the stairs half-naked. "Jesus Christ. . ." He wolf-whistled loudly, and managed to drag his eyes away from her long enough so he could throw a pillow at Dex, and say: "Close your eyes, fool!" He knew some of them were drunk, but he didn't know they were that drunk. Still, he didn't mind the show.

Voltaire dipped his head low next to Loni's and murmured soothing words. "This isn't working, Joshy, let's get her somewhere else." He nudged the frightened shecat with his paw, urging her quietly to stand up. "C'mon Loni, let's go somewhere more private." He cast a glance around the clearing, hearing various cats murmur in curious voices and paws trying to edge closer.

He turned back to Loni and pressed his flank encouragingly against hers. "Just clear your mind, don't focus on anything. . ."

Hello, my name is Lilia and I'm searching for a certain someone.

I'm thinking about writing a story (I have the main plot already laid out) and I need an Editor.

What's an Editor, you ask? It's a person who criticizes and helps an author perfect the piece of literature they're writing at that time.

Basically, all you would have to do is look over the chapters I send you, fix it up, give me some pointers, tell me what you don't like or do like about, and things like that. But there are some rules I want to set first:

1.) Don't be rude or criticize my work in a none-helpfull way. (Etc: "This sucks, you suck, go learn how to write.") That's just annoying and a waste of my time. I'll be the nicest person you'll ever meet if you let me, if not. . .
2.) Have to know the basic rules of grammar, spelling, sentence structure, etc.
3.) I must be able to reach you somehow, email is what I prefer. Nothing too personal.
4.) DON'T BE AFRAID OF ME. You have to be able to tell me what's what. You can't be like, "I mean I like if you like it. . . or . . . I mean, it's ok. But--- never mind."

This isn't like 24/7; I need you to do this, this, and this by so and so time. No.

I have a busy schedule, and I'm sure you do too. I don't have time to write everyday, I'm a high-school student and I have other priorities that come first.

Also, this is one way to see if you're up for being an Editor, or doing something along the lines of working with Literature. If you don't like it, TELL ME, and I can find someone else. I won't judge you, or yell at you because trust me, I change my mind all the time! (Or if you want to do it for a certain length of time, that's cool too.)

So, if you're interested you can either tell me so down in a post, or PM me and we'll talk.

Wow, ah so quickly. o.o

Thanks for replying, both of you, and I'm trying to think of how to work this out. I don't want to choose one of you then the other feeling bad. ;\

Edit: What if I used both of you? Ok, I guess I will.

@blend that's fine about the email, I'll send the chapters (once I write them) via PM.
misty are you comfortable with using your email or would you like them over PM too?

ησcнε • dια wrote:

Wow, ah so quickly. o.o

Thanks for replying, both of you, and I'm trying to think of how to work this out. I don't want to choose one of you then the other feeling bad. ;\

Edit: What if I used both of you? Ok, I guess I will.

@blend that's fine about the email, I'll send the chapters (once I write them) via PM.
misty are you comfortable with using your email or would you like them over PM too?

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Ok, great! I'll PM you guys the rest of my questions.

Sounds good, you guys can honestly organize however you'd like to work. I'm up for anything~

And if you ever need someone to edit your work you can always PM me.

[size=6pt]...for the cost of $50 an hour... >.>[/size]